Zamarro rhymes with Camaro, so maybe you’re thinking that Zamarro actually sounds like Satan gripping the wheel of a suped-up, midnight black, death mobile. And the Zamarro logo looks kind of like a buzz saw blade, so maybe you’re thinking that they sound like Satan gripping the wheel of a suped-up, midnight black, death mobile with an engine made of razor sharp killing instruments, revving at an unbelievable speed. And Zamarro’s second album, The Beast is on Your Track, has this bloodthirsty wolf on the cover, so maybe you’re thinking that they sound like Satan gripping the wheel of a suped-up, midnight black, death mobile with an engine made of razor sharp killing instruments being accompanied by a hungry pack of Hell’s most savage hounds with malice in their eyes and murder in their heart. Maybe you’re thinking that because, let’s face it, that would be just plain awesome. Well, I hate to break it to you, but Zamarro doesn’t sound anything like that. No, they sound more like Jack Endino gripping the wheel of rusted-out Charger with a used engine being accompanied by neutered dogs. I mean, it’s kind of manly and sort of dirty, it’s just not unholy, sleazy, or evil. Or plain awesome.
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-Jeff Warren